manchester_black

Right now, I have a knee that just doesn't want to do anyhing without yelling in pain, and a shin that has made itself a secondary career as a braille tutorial, what with the amount of bumps and gross swollen bruises on it. I got these last weekend while I enjoyed (I use that word loosely) North Battleford, Saskatchewan. I was slated for my second fight, which went off without much fanfare or specatularity, but it was when it appeared to be only a couple fight left on tghe event card when the promoter came into the locker room and asked if I'd be able to fight again. I'm not one to back down from a challenge, so I was game. This fight was against a bit more of a seasoned opponent, and the war that ensued was evidence to it. I hammered his leg with kick after kick, snapping sharp punches to his face in between, pressuring him against the cage and raining his body with knees (knees to the head were not permitted, otherwise I would've slammed him with those). These were not unanswered, he managed to pound me with a few hard and solid hits. One of them sent be back and and to the ground, and my vision went funny (kinda like when you hold a magnet to a TV) I finished him quickly in the second round, via triangle choke (I seem to have a thing for that move, don't I?) but I didn't make it out without my share of battle-wounds. So, as of this typing, my MMA fight record is 3 wins with 0 losses. I'm just doing my damndest to not let it get to my head at all, because last thing I want for the next fight is to get cocky or complacent.